It's a gloomy night and while you're massaging your husband's shoulders in his office, the front door suddenly swung open.

You glanced as you saw your twin daughters trying to sneak upstairs with a bunch of shopping bags, you stayed silent but your husband's voice echoed, calling them back.

"Don't even try sneaking upstairs you two, get down here" he ordered as they both approached him shyly

"What happened to the deal we agreed on about spending less than $100,000 huh?" he asked in a stern tone to the twins

The twins rolled their eyes while one of them reminded him to not worry since he is a billionaire, Arzhel's jaw clenched as he crossed his arms

"Listen up you two, money doesn't grow on trees, you hear me? So use it wisely. Also, where did you even get this habit because it's obviously not from me."

Without any second thought, the twins giggled as they stared at you quickly